i am tired. last night i worked till 11pm...today i started at 6am. wrong on so many levels. people get it worse but who gives a crap...i'm the one who's tired. another 6am start tomorrow and i'm off for the weekend. will probably just bum around like a bum, but wouldn't mind going to check out paddington and lord it up in the arty farty bohemian shops. design is kinky are having a free for all kaluha night so if i can rope someone into it it might be a goer.
no movement on the house front as yet but this is due to the possibility of having found someone cool to move in with [hi luke, if u read this :)]. likes beer, likes pool [has a bar fridge beside the couch...nice touch], sounds non-anal...pretty much what i'm looking for. he's moving over from melbourne next month so we'll see how it goes, but looking good so far. can't wait to get settled.
update on banksy obsession - web site is broken! shock! horror! [it's www.banksy.co.uk - you'll have to help yourself to a hyperlink cause i forgot how to do them] need to know when he's coming to sydney so i can go ogle his erm work. actually have no idea what he looks like to it's irrelevent anyway...probably a right dog. his art is very very cool tho. sigh...oi pete! make me a CULTURE page so i can write about nice things on there! i can do super duper borders book reviews! just read harry potter 1 - wicked - and j t leroy's 'sarah' HEAPS good - going to buy harry potter 2 next then 'the heart is deceitful above all things' also by leroy...sometimes 'the face' DO get it right! when's tracey emin coming anyway? probably missed it cause i'm too darn lazy to check things out properly.
i had another weird dream the other night there and this time it was one of my very few recurring dreams. my original recurring dream is of my teeth falling out into my hand and me showing my mum who show's little interest in it, which is upsetting cause to me it's a very big deal to me. recurring dream of the moment is of plane's falling out of the sky. i'll be sitting doing something normal, like talking to someone or having a coffee and a plane will just fall out of the sky, and i'll see it coming, then get caught up in the aftermath of emergency services and debris etc. i also have a 3rd recurring dream of bombs falling slowly in the distance, usually involves some sort of slo-mo flying aircraft too and almost always takes place in camelon [which is the place in falkirk, scotland, where i grew up] - i think i might need to see someone about all of this hehe. interesting to note that most of these dreams started way before the current climate of war and terror we are currently living in [and i thought sydney's humidity was bad - sheesh]. why can't i dream of pleasant times, of fluffy cumulus clouds, haagen dazs ice cream, winning every game of pool i ever play and drinking cartons of pale ale...why?
posted by tizer at 5:22 PM
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Sunday, February 16, 2003
//the fast and the furious//
after a long day at work [we don't get out till 10pm on saturdays - lame!] i got home, had a cup a soup, and settled down to enjoy a beer and watch a movie. unfortunately there was no pale left, so i'm stuck drinking hahn light - no idea what josh was thinking when he bought that. one thing we did notice however is it makes u rift like a mofo, it's quite insane except it doesn't do anything else that a decent beer should [except make u bust for the toilet every 5 mins].
movie of choice was 'the fast and the furious' which has a very buff vin diesel in it. not my cup of tea really in terms of cinematic experience, but the cars were hot. wouldn't mind trading stinky [my festiva] in for a hot little honda civic [a black one like they have in the film...nice]. alternatively i could just stick a couple of nos cannisters in stinky and let him rip, tho don't fancy having to be scraped off the car seat when my brakes melt and i'm stopped by any number of inanimate objects on the roadside.
day 2 of my 7 day working week is over and i'm about to head home for dinner. chilli con carne - not sure about this. might play it safe with some paul newman's stir thru. bought myself a mammoth block of chocolate too and living in hope of a decent movie on the telly. tomorrow [i'm going to stick my neck out here] i am attempting to begin a healthy eating regime. this means no kfc, starbucks [except with skinny milk but only 1 or 2 a week], chocolate eggs, coke, chips [except rix which i love], cakes etc. etc. beer is still ok. now it's in writing i may feel more obliged to stick to it. [hehe]
